It must be good to live in the house of lords

The butler, Henry Baker, extinguishes the fires
While Sir Fredrick Harold Robinson, casually retires
Another day tomorrow, cries Alan crating steel
All must be up early to have the morning meal

The maid comes with the chancellor
Onto the butler there
He said "Sir, here's what you ordered"
He said "No one seems to care"

It must be good to live in the housе of lords
It must be good to live in the housе of lords

The hall is now in darkness, before the cunning day
But at five o'clock that morning, the master passed away
The house made through the curtains and the doctor watched the dawn
And the brother, Denny, sadly watched the gardner mow the lawn

It must be sad to live in the house of lords (It must be sad to live in the house of lords)
It must be sad to live in the house of lords (It must be sad to live in the house of lords)

Grandma Mildred Parshall was pouring out the tea
When she heard about the news on Sir Fredrick's tragedy
The hall are now in sadness and everybody cried
On the back of the Mersey river is where Sir Fredrick lie
It must be sad to live in the house of lords
It must be sad to live in the house of lords
It must be sad to live in the house of lords